Walking down the streets
My eyes met a youngster
Holding a tiny canister
Wearing an innocent smile
I questioned myself back
Tried to understand why?
A boy holding a canister
Instead of holding a book
He could be that last piece
Of the change we need to see
But whom we already missed
Before becoming a masterpiece
Education is to enlighten
Each and every being
To be a noble person
Education is the key
Outpace and take a step
Glide towards the light
To bring forth in every hand
Basic ability to read and write
To create a talented identity
Whom the society will recognize
To create a beautiful personality
Whom the society will appreciate